No me queda otra cosa...
Que admitir...
Que de vez en cuando...
Este, su blog, es un poquitín depre...
A continuación listo un pedazo, sino es todo de un algo que me encanta...
Y aunque las palabras formen pensamientos un tanto tristes...
La verdad es que no lo estoy...
I know you think that I shouldn't still love you, Or tell you that But if I didn't say it, well I'd still have felt it where's the sense in that?
I promise I'm not trying to make your life harder Or return to where we were I know I left too much mess and destruction to come back again And I caused nothing but trouble I understand if you can't talk to me again
And if you live by the rules of "it's over" then I'm sure that that makes sense And when we meet Which I'm sure we will All that was there Will be there still I'll let it pass And hold my tongue And you will think That I've moved on....
I will go down with this ship And I won't put my hands up and surrender There will be no white flag above my door I'm in love and always will be ...
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